"Jack grinned. She wanted to see that too.Jim was more than surprised when a naked, sexy-boot-ed, pirate-hat-ed Jack opened the door. He stared at her... feeling his knees wobble and his dick stiffen. He tried to speak but nothing would come out. She was prettier than any stolen Penthouse mag girl and hotter than anything he'd ever imagined."Well don't just stand there, climb aboard." Jack couldn't help smiling. Jim's response made her feel tingly again.As the door closed behind Jim, it seemed. But Tina turned and opened the shower curtain. “Mind if we join?” The two women had been entwined with legs wrapped around thighs and hands holding, squeezing and touching everything. They stopped and looked at us both with hungry smiles and made way for us. The three women could have passed for siblings and wet and naked there was still little difference. At least that was what I thought going on looks alone. But as Tina slid past Amber and gave her mother a passionate kiss, Amber dropped to. Her mind was in disarray; somehow she had done what was not possible andprojected herself into a calendar image of a long ago painting! And thefact that she was still here spoke volumes to the young woman!She thought back to what seemed like only minutes before - she was hurtand beaten when she projected. She remembered attempting to sever the'Silver Thread' as she settled into the image.As she leaned forward and rested her head upon the back of her forearms,she could hear the gazebo boards. Sue looked at the teenager, at the flush on her cheek, at her nipples standing out, at the dark triangle of hair visible through the thinness of her panties, at the narrow waist and the perfect legs. Devlin was everything she wasn't. Even before the accident she hadn't been a sexy beauty queen. Small breasted, thick-waisted and with a plain face. She wished she had the teenager's looks. She wished... she wished she could walk again, that she could enjoy sex again, she wished she had all of that.